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Post by IsauraVanNimp on Nov 16, 2014 14:28:20 GMT
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Post by Anonymous on Nov 26, 2014 17:28:39 GMT
Emilie Autumn haar muziek is ook zeker een aanrader. Het is iets speciaals, dus je moet er wel voor zijn. Ze gaat ook uit vanuit een Victoriaans standpunt meestal, dus het is misschien een beetje outdated maar toch heel feministisch. Hier zijn de lyrics van haar liedje 'Thank God I'm Pretty'
Thank God I'm pretty The occasional free drink I never asked for The occasional admission to a seedy little bar Invitation to a stranger's car I'm blessed With the ability to rend a grown man tongue-tied Which only means that when it's dark outside I have to run and hide can't look behind me Thank God I'm pretty
Thank God I'm pretty Every skill I ever have will be in question Every ill that I must suffer merely brought on by myself Though the cops would come for someone else I'm blessed I'm truly privilaged to look this good without clothes on Which only means that when I sing you're jerking off And when I'm gone you won't remember Thank God I'm pretty
Thank you God Oh, lord Thank you God Oh, oh and when a gaggle of faces appears around me It's lucky I hate to be taken seriously I think my ego would fall right through the cracks in the floor If I couldn't count on men to slap my ass anymore I know my destiny's such, that I'm all stocking and curl So everybody thinks that I'm a fucking suicide girl
Thank you God For the occasional champagne I never asked for The occasional admission to a seedy little bar Invitation to a stranger's car I'm blessed With the ability to rend a grown man tongue-tied Which only means that when it's dark outside I have to run and hide can't look behind me Thank God I'm pretty
Ik vind het in ieder geval geweldig.
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Post by mashab on Nov 28, 2014 14:12:50 GMT
jongens wie houdt er van ouwe synthesiser neue welle herrie ik hou vet van fad gadget, 1 van de pioniers zat 'lady shave' te luisteren en dacht, misschien moet ik deze wel met het pretpark delen www.youtube.com/watch?v=sC6shp0vp2YWorried girl Shaves her legs Creams her arms And she creams her chest Worried girl Shave it Shave it, shave it, shave it Pluck your brow Pluck it now Until it's sore Dripping blood on the floor Oh, worried girl Shave it Shave it, shave it, shave it Shower scenes A giggling tease And stupid magazines Spread a social disease Oh, worried girl Lady shave Dont misuse that blade Lady shave Don't slip that blade Oh, worried girl You don't have to shave it Shave it, shave it, shave it Shave it, shave it, shave it Lady shave Oh, lady shave Lady shave Oh, lady shave Lady shave Oh, lady shave Shave it, shave it, shave it Shave it, shave it, shave it Shave it, shave it, shave it weet niet of dit echt up iemands alley is, maar hej *e: wacht haha even een geweldige omschrijving van wikipedia; "As Fad Gadget, his music was characterised by the use of synthesizers in conjunction with sounds of found objects, including drills and electric razors. His bleak, sarcastic and darkly humorous lyrics, often layered with biting social commentary toward subjects such as machinery, industrialisation, consumerism, human sexuality, mass media, religion and domestic violence, were sung in a droning, often expressionless voice."
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Post by IsauraVanNimp on Mar 8, 2015 15:05:59 GMT
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Post by IsauraVanNimp on Jun 26, 2015 6:08:01 GMT
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